

Dreams Killer-----------ENG---------Dreams Killer
a dreams killer wanders down the streets of an old and sick world he hasn't got words to explain the purpose of his steps his absent look is fixed to the asphalt that's older than him while the truths start lighting the twilight
the dreams killer regrets of every shot but he keeps on doing his work 'cos he understood his purpose on this Earth every night he goes to the bridge, draws a promise from his pocket he would throw it into the black water, but then stares and smiles. nobody can see him.
it's hard to walk slowly with no aim and let


Conscienceit's not quiet, it doesn't rest: golden yarns stretched in the brain. they vibrate: sounds of guitar. arpeggios, suspended chords; that harmonious note out of place.Conscience
it's a tear, a snowflake. it's a sharp piece of ice: it slides, red fingers for cold. barefoot on the dirt snow; that sweet cold penetrates the bones.
it pricks, and goes on: dried pine needles in the clothes. I bite my lips; hands dirty of resin. crumbs of bark. senseless apparence...
it doesn't rest, it doesn't close. there it is, in your green eyes. you br


I'm afraidevery sun will complete its path they all will die extinguishedI'm afraid
and we'll watch this. we'll stay and stare we won't speak no, we won't tell anything.
all the winters will melt will blossom and without a sun we will warm up we'll have the time we won't speak no, we won't tell anything
all the lights will consume themselves the graves, the poplars, the nests of the crows and we will die we will let ourseves die whisper it yes, tell it quietly to me
all the words will be spoken they'll be sculpted on the purest
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Játszanék, mert jó komédiást neveltek álnok angyalok,
Játszanék ámulva, s hinném, mint őz a jégen jó vagyok.
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blo yo mind.
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